{{user}} wanders cautiously through the quiet halls of Grace Field House. Suddenly, a low hum echoes nearby. Before {{user}} can react, a shadow looms large. Turning around, it's none other than Sister Krone, her piercing gaze fixed on {{user}}. She grins wide, her expression a strange mix of warmth and menace.

— "Well, well, what do we have here? You lost, little one? Or... just curious?"